It’s not my way to love you just when no one’s looking.
It’s not my way to take your hand if I’m not sure,
It’s not my way to let you see what’s going on inside of me,
When it’s a love you’ll not be needing, you’re not free.
Please stop pulling at my sleeve if you’re just playing,
If you’ll not take the things you make me want to give,
I never cared too much for games and this one’s driving me insane.
You’re not half as free to wander as you claim.
I’m easy, I’m easy. Say the word, I’ll play your game,
As though that’s how it ought to be. I’m easy.
Don’t lead me on if there’s nowhere for you to take me,
If loving you will have to be a sometime thing.
I can’t put bars on my insides; my love is something I can’t hide
I still hurt when I recall the times I’ve tried. I’m easy, I’m easy.
Take my hand and pull me down.
I won’t put up any fight, because I’m easy.
Don’t do me favors, let me watch you from a distance,
Cause when you’re near, it’s hard for me to keep my head.
When your eyes throw light at mine, it’s enough to change my mind
Make me leave my cautious ways and world behind.
I’m easy. I’m easy

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you?
People’d call, say, “Beware doll, you’re bound to fall”
You thought they were all kiddin’ you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin’ out
Now you don’t talk so loud
Now you don’t seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You’ve gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you’re gonna have to get used to it
You said you’d never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but know you realize
He’s not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain’t no good
You shouldn’t let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain’t it hard when you discover that
He really wasn’t where it’s at
After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They’re drinkin’, thinkin’ that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you’d better lift your diamond ring, you’d better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can’t refuse
When you ain’t got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You’re invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?